The family had two children an eighteen girl and a son who never seemed to be around. The girls name was Summer. On this hot day Summer laid out a t...owel in the back yard and was sunbathing while sucking lemonade through a straw. Summer was sure an eighteen year old hottie with blonde hair tied up in pony tail, c cup titties and a killer ass. I smiled at her every chance I got, giving her little complements such as “That bikini is perfect for you” and” “Your name really suits you, cause you. We can both hear your roommates ragged breathing in the next room between our own moans and whimpers. What we can't hear is the "hello??" on your phone. But what your boyfriend hears is the clear sound of a woman in the throes of ecstacy. Unsure of his emotions, his inferior cock convinces him to enjoy and savor. His hand works itself around his member and tugs as he listens to you cumming. We change positions, me pushing your head into the pillows and pulling your hips in the air. "I'm about. She lifted her leg and gently stepped over me, and I attempted to carefully watch her with out her noticing me. I succeeded in getting a small glimmer of her shorts. Black, tight, probably some sort of work out shorts. Whatever it was, it turned me on. As she side stepped to her seat, I also got a hint of the shape of her ass. She was fit, obviously cared about her body, and it had me going. I crossed my legs to hide the growing tension in my shorts. A shiver ran down my spine. Nearing the end. Sigurd gasped out, his breathing growing ragged. His fingers dug into Clara’s hips for leverage, and the sound of flesh slapping flesh filled the air as he abandoned gentleness and pounded himself into the brunette’s slit as hard and fast as he could go. “Fucking good,” he sobbed out, voice thick and harsh with his rising pleasure. “So fucking good! And tight! Fuck!”Clara threw her head back, moaning with pleasure, and the sight of her face glistening with Thora’s juices in the moonlight made.